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Monday, January 3, 2011

"Mama, my turn."

My two-year old climbs into my lap and squeezes himself between me and my laptop. He closes my computer and tries to walk away with it.

"Mama, share. Mama, share it."

My MacBook has patiently tolerated a considerable amount of toddler strife. It's been dropped on the floor; thrown on the floor; sat on; stepped on; colored on (both crayon and sharpie, to my horror); taken baths in milk, coffee, and tea; and had plenty of CDs and DVDs shoved in its disc drive, which is currently jammed because it has two CDs stuck in the space for one.

Now, maybe you're reading this, haven't had a child/children, and are thinking to yourself, well, if I had a kid, he probably wouldn't that. This kid sounds kind of like a terror. It's probably best to continue deluding yourself.

So, as you can probably gather, MiniMan is really curious about my laptop, although right now he uses it almost exclusively to stream Netflix. He likes to watch Dinosaur Train, along with some other kids shows. We don't have a TV hookup or cable, and it's okay with me if he uses the computer to watch TV sometimes. My husband calls it a lobotomy in a box, but this lobotomy has provided some much needed sanity for both of us.

I also currently share my laptop with my husband (who, when I met him, professed to be so technologically disinclined that he did not want to have high speed internet, wireless, or use a computer more than rarely). Let's just say this has changed.

I'm starting to think maybe it's time to introduce a new electronic member to the family. Should I start seeking something new, but cheap for the boys? Would a PC be more durable? Should I get a refurbished Mac? Should I wait a while and save for a new MacBook, keep it for myself, and let them inherit the damaged goods?

About Me

I'm 26, a mother, and debating what to do next! As an undergrad at Oberlin I studied what I loved: classical singing. My fascination with the physiology behind singing and the natural intelligence of the human body fueled my growing interest in medicine. Convinced I wanted to go to medical school, I applied for post-bac pre-med programs, got in a couple times, and ended up not going a couple times! Now I'm developing medical software at the hospital where I work and taking a step back. This blog is about my work, educational and personal experiences (and disasters) in healthcare.

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Quoted

"Understanding is a kind of ecstacy."

-Carl Sagan, Broca's Brain

"The only people for me are the mad ones, the ones who are mad to live, mad to talk, mad to be saved, desirous of everything at the same time, the ones who never yawn or say a commplace thing, but burn, burn, burn, like fabulous yellow roman candles exploding like spiders across the stars..."

-Jack Kerouac, On the Road

Disclaimer

In case it isn't obvious, this blog not medical advice. All stories involving patients have been grossly altered to protect patient confidentiality. Autobiographical posts have not been altered (with the exception of names).

before I die

I want to learn to fiddle, try Bikram yoga, sing in a band, run a marathon, brew beer, get into medical school, grow romanesco, become a physician, publish something, kayak on our lake, plant an orchard, start performing classically again, drive a manual truck, learn to play the mandolin, make sturm, take a neuropharmacology class, and procure my own firewood by being badass with a chainsaw.